Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1887-10-05

shade palor b usual.s.@ss3ln her5custOn1Rry
frank and.Jkindtv manner she said ::A
Paw hain'tter hum, nor won't be atore
dark, 50 OF it's himsyer wants ter Q In per-
ttic~alar,yer'l have ter waltz spell.n
#Then.turning toward 9 small mirror hang
Ing over q work-box In .whichSshe deposit
ed her thimble she watched the young
mans face as he realized the full import Of
her information. He laughed lightly, and
answered.: Sd s$
"Well, no; I didn't call to see your pa.
I'm beastly hungry, and. I've heard that
the bestsmeal in Loupsyalley is to be found
at And's." = H@53y% 81
81 low that, you heard that from some
Teller as was fonder= NV sgizzard than the
truth, said Sairey.
That's the best thing Eve heard this
year" he replied. Then he tished a green.
back fremShis vest pocket and continued:
IF you can cook me something substantial
to eat in<half an hour, here's a ~fve-dollar
note toscover the damage" .>>
Then he quietly slipped the money into
Sairey's work-box. She as promptly re-
moved it, returned it quietly and said:
mo, sir; Ican't git yer nuthin' ter eat
on them terms; 'tain't wuth it; but ct yer
not above helpin' me a trlf1e I'll put in my
best ticks ter get yer up a snack, an then
yer kin pay me a half dollar or Whereabouts
eff yer likes" s.,
The stranger laughed, saw she was in
earnest, and pocketed his money. 49,
II agree then to the terms; in fact, Pm
too hungry to quarrel about them, Please
tell me what's to ba done n Pill begin at
once" and pulling off his coat he hung it
on a peg behind the door. -
Bring in an armful Of wood from Their
south side of the pile" ="
*"What next2" said he, as he dumped the
wood into the box.
"Yer kin git a milk-pan often that bench
out thar by the well-sweep, AM bring me
up sum pertaters while I light Their fire.
There down in the pertater hole, an I'm
so scared NV sand Lizards tibet: paw allus
gifts 'em up for me when he's hum"
Then STOPPING, Salrey lifted a heavy trap
door in the middle of the floor, disclosing a
small, slender ladder leading down into an
unusually deep and c%avernous cellar with
out other means Of ingress or egress.
While the laughing stranger descended,
.Sairey watched him as a cat might watch
her un~suspecting victim. AS he commenced
picking up the mealy tubers, she suddenly
hauled up the ladder and dropped the door
with a reverberating bang. A deep-toned
enN WANNA puASuCu uCI, DIS UdTtluR
from the house she few toward Hank
Wells post-ofice. When she ran through
the open door of the humble ''dugout,' the
official family were at supper.
"Tve got him, folks, alive, too" :Sairey
rapturously exclaimed. "I've ~apprehended
him, as Their paper reads, an he's Gagged in
u pertater holew
"Got him! Got Who'll" inquired Cinthy;
''air yer gone crazy, Sairey Brennan?"
"Wno?" replied Sairey, with wild and
fruitless efforts to smooth down her
tangled hair. ''Why, him."
She pointed to the dingy Autograph
which still adorned the front door. 1t was
the face of a handsome, reckless-lookipg
man, and the e x underneath read:
Doc
Desperate and Horse Thief. The State of
Nebraska offers One Thousand Dollars for his
apprehension.
Sairey Brannan had not gazed long and
frequently at the features of this young
man during the past u~neventful year in
vain. Hank Wells and his eldest son
darted from the house and speeding toward
the Brennan claim met And at the door
way. He was just returning from a down
river trip. It was three to one and Doc
Riverton was soon on the way to Central
Guy, the OstentatlOuS little county seat.
The captured prize received a life sentence
and is still in robust health serving the
State.
And Sairey received the. whole of the
well-earned reward, accompanied by q per-
sonal letter Of thanks from the Governor.
1t was duly framed, and to-day hangs in a
conspicuous place in And's snug house OF
another and a richer, better claim in the
fertile valley Of the Loup. Just beneath
it is the faded Autograph of Doc Riverton,
n often as of yore Sairey gazes long and
attentively at the handsome features, per-
haps with satisfaction-perhaps with a
tinge of regret.-Carrie s. Steele, n*Tankee
Bfdde.